I looked down the hall
still in the blanket of night,
and Santa had come.

12/05/2012

Author's Note: There's not much to this one, but it means a lot to me. I can still feel the utter hysteria that would flow through me when I woke up in the middle of the night in the wee hours of Christmas morning and looked down the hall and saw a den full of toys. Man, being an only child was awesome.

Posted on 12/05/2012
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